Seven bodies lay before the Cloud-Mist Allied Forces' Command Department. The Fourth Mizukage stood at the entrance, his face grim as he looked over the dead.
The Seven Ninja Swordsmen had been among Kirigakure's finest. The Third Mizukage and Yagura had spent years training them into a formidable fighting force.
Yet the Shinobi World War had barely begun, and all seven were dead before they could make a name for themselves.
"Where are their weapons?"
"Uchiha shinobi took them."
"Damn it!"
Yagura slammed his staff into the ground beside him. Dirt flew, leaving a small crater.
Each of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen's blades had a unique ability, and Kirigakure had poured enormous resources into forging them.
Samehada, in particular, could never be replaced if lost. There was no second strange fish beside the Three-Tails to help refine Chakra.
The Fourth Raikage took it all in and could not help feeling a little vindicated. The Seven Ninja Swordsmen had been far too arrogant, acting as though everyone else was beneath them. They had finally run into someone they could not handle.
"Calm yourself, Mizukage. The Mangekyo Sharingan's power has been known throughout the Shinobi World for years. Fugaku Uchiha will surely have those two rampage through the Land of the Moon next.
"With the Allied Forces' current strength, containing them would likely come at a terrible cost. And Konoha's ordinary shinobi are no pushovers," the Raikage said.
"Do you have a way to deal with Konoha?" the Mizukage asked.
"Including Fugaku Uchiha, there are only three Mangekyo shinobi. We can spread our forces out instead of confining them to the Land of the Moon.
"Have squads infiltrate toward the Land of Fire across a wide front, while we speed up the assembly of reinforcements and the transfer of supplies.
"Once the